Beer drinkin, beer-beer drinkin, eight ball
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Chorus: repeat 4X
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Got kinda high and uhh kinda drunk
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Beer drinkin, beer-beer drinkin, eight ball
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Verse One:
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Im sittin at the bar with a hundred dollar bill
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The homies is runnin late so I got some time to kill
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Im peepin out this freak in the booth in the corner
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I think I seen her rollin a Noble, nosin under and moanin
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Two hookers walked in and they was lookin for a vic
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But they, kept on passin me by coz they can recognize a trick
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Twenty minutes later and two double shots of yak
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I take a look up at the clock, now where the FUCK the homies at
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I feel my pagers on my hipbone, who could it be
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Cuz I done talked to everybody that I was ‘sposed to see
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Hahaa! Now I know, the story is told
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And I dont even call em back cuz they dont know the homie cold
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I received a page my nigga from the phone in the back
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I got a wink from a fine ass sista dressed in black
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Another double shout of yak and now the room is spinnin
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But thats only the beginning, god damn!
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Chorus
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Verse Two:
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I take a walk out to the front to get myself some air and
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See if I see the homies, but they still aint there
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Theres a fool outside drunk and he want to get into it
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I was strapped I coulda killed him, but I didnt do it
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I opted for the walk-away, watch the busta talk away
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So mister policeman, you can put your chalk away
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I mobb back in the club, and, kick it at my table
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Cause, niggas be acting stupid, and stupid shit is fatal
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The homies is hella late, and now Im startin to think
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Homegirl that gave me the wink from earlier just bought me a drink
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Shes sittin at a stool at the other side of the bar
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Doing tricks with her tounge and a cherry like a porno star
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The club is gettin packed and the party is jumpin
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Another double shot of yak and Im on the dancefloor bumpin
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Shes licking in my ear and, now Im feeling faded
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Its 11:35 and the homies still aint made it
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Chorus
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Verse Three:
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Now Im on the dance floor with baby and, shit is gettin hectic
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The big homey done erected, damn Ive been affected
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By the funk in the boom and the booty in the room
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This aint the Commodores but this Brick House got me on zoom
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Now Im mackin and struttin and asking baby wassup
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My name aint Everlast, but I can still make you jump
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Lets, hope in the Q and go somewhere and kick it like some Trojans
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We can do a little drinkin, and do a little smoking
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When all of a sudden I start sweatin, my stomach starts bubblin
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I hear earl coming, I think Im in trouble *vomit sounds*
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Ahh shit, I got baby on her titties
~#**************#~
I guess there go my chances of gettin with her kitty
~#**************#~
I turn around and stumble away and there go the homies with
~#**************#~
Long ass trenchcoats on, laughing, sippin on 40s
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Now Im in the back of my own car curled up like a punk
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Cuz I got too high and uhh, got too drunk
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Chorus
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[Big throw up S-P-L-A-S-H]
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SHIT!
